#celxseyeon

[celxjackson]

[text] You left your sweatshirt here. It’s mine now.

{ ♔ }

{ ✉ sms → seyeon } what?{ ✉ sms → seyeon } nooooo{ ✉ sms → seyeon } I’m very possessive with my clothes{ ✉ sms → seyeon } I’m warning you{ ✉ sms → seyeon } I’m going to get it back 

[mxhyosung]

[text] Pictures or it didn’t happen!

[txt] I’ll do better than pictures and send you a video. Just give me a sec

[video sent]

[txt] Are you happy now?? Now pay me my five dollars!(๑و•̀ω•́)و

[247xbora]

[text] You’re going to hell for sure now.

[ sms ↳Seyeon. ]↳ Oh yes I am. ↳ They’re going to welcome me there with open arms and a goddamn party.↳ And you’re not invited. B| 

[mpzeus]

[text] New rule.. every time you say his name I get to punch you.

[text to: human] ‘saying’ and 'texting’ are two different things[text to: human] so technically I’m not SAYING his name at all HAHA BITCH-three minutes later-[text to: human] i’m sorry i called you a bitch ok im sorry pls don’t kill me

[chanyeolxcelx-blog]

Leave me and tease me (squeals because there's another human hunter in this rp and welcome btw ^^)

Leave Me: my character will leave your character behind.

Tease Me: my character will tease yours, whether in a friendly or a sexual manner

A fellow co-worker from the Organization. The location, a club. From a tracking and chasing mission it turned into a “Let’s just take a break and have fun tonight.” night. The music was loud, the noise was rather disturbing, but the alcohol in their blood did good in making all the inhibitions disappear and all the fun kick in. Chanyeol was normally a very chill person, especially with his mental illness, but this time he was in the mood to loosen, but still keep up with the amusement. 

Their dance was drifting to a sexual zone and Chanyeol knew way too well where it could lead that night. He could see his co-worker just as interested in him as he was, but maybe it was fun to tease her. Easily towering over her, hand secured around her neck, holding the glass of alcohol, the hunter male brushed back a few strands of the female’s strands behind her ear, cupping her cheek. One more moment and they were already kissing and almost devouring each other, all thanks going to the alcohol. A passionate game of tongues and different exchanges of taste, saliva and warmth and Chanyeol felt the tight hold on his clothes. Surely it could have ended with a nicely sex session, but, of course, Chanyeol was a prankster. 

After some intense moments of kissing, touching and flirting, Chanyeol pulled away from the other, his eyes flying completely somewhere else and smirked once he spotted another prey. “Oh, look there.” he said as he took a step back and brushed a thumb along his lower lip to erase the amount of saliva there, looking at his fellow colleague with a teasing glint in his eyes. “Have fun for the rest of the night~” he said as he waved his hand and turned around, getting lost in the crowd. 

[celxjihoon-blog]

Homely Husbands | Jihoon&Seyeon

As the black Mercedes saloon pulls up into the gravel covered, make-shift car park, the sun shining along it's sleek panels, the drivers leather gloves gently creak as his large hands grip the steering wheel tighter. The gravel crunches before he rolls to a stop, shifts the car into neutral and lets the engine die with a push of a button before he finally lets out a long sigh, and sits back against the Italian leather of his seat. Today is not a good day. Outside the sun is beating down on the busy building site before him, the temperature in the mid 30′s, he is in a tailored suit with no room to breath and he is meeting a woman. A client. He hates meeting clients and he especially hates when they are women.

Women want to be sold a dream and it takes some work for them to see past the bare bricks and scaffolding to see the beautiful, picturesque home of their future. To get them to imagine wallpaper samples, when all they can see are breeze blocks. It is doubly hard when they see him. 

He is not the homely sort. His body does not say 'family man' or 'home maker'. As Dojin likes to tease him, it is more likely to say cage fighter and rapist to a woman on her own in a building site full of men. His face does not say 'husband' or 'lover' it says nightmare. Yet here he is, having to be a salesman because this is his project.

He lovingly erected this building from drawings on a paper. From the legal side to the very bricks and mortar itself, it is his baby. He may not know much about charming women or selling to them, but building luxury condos and apartment complexes, that he understands.

Letting out another sigh he reaches to his passenger seat and grabs his plans and hard hat, before opening his car door and stretches out his long legs. From the beautiful, German car his bulky body emerges before he turns away, lets the door close quietly behind him and pushes the yellow hard-hat onto his head. When his leather soled shoes crunch far enough away from the vehicle, keys in his pocket, it locks itself with a click and he steps on to the building site to find this Ms Jin Se Yeon. God he hopes she's a dog.

celxseyeon

[celxjia-blog1]

please me (seyeon is eager to be pampered ;))

my character will do anything to please yours

Jia invited Seyeon over one afternoon and Seyeon appeared to be tired when she arrived. 

“Do you want something to eat… drink?” Jia asked, watching as her friend sat down on her couch and let out a sigh. Seyeon nodded and Jia made her way towards her kitchen. She had a few leftovers in her fridge, but decided to make something new. 

After some time, Jia brought of a plate with different side dishes. Seyeon’s eyes widened at the amount. “Don’t worry, if it’s not done, you can take it home…. In the mean time, how about I put on your favorite artist, hm?” Jia offered, moving towards her radio and placed in a CD of their favorite group from back then. 

After eating, Seyeon dropped back on the couch with a satisfied smile on her face. Jia sat down next to her with oil and placed it on the table. “I don’t do this much, but I am offering you a special Jia massage. It’ll leave you satisfied, but wanting more.” She laughed, and waited for the other’s answer. Seyeon agreed and let herself lie on the couch as Jia worked her magic on Seyeon’s feet. 

[celxjia-blog1]

☼

21. My Muse will tell your muse what they are afraid of

“I’m afraid of dying.” The angel whispered to the random woman she sat next to the bench with. “I know this is such an odd thing to say out of the blue, but… The more I think about it, I don’t want to die.” Jia bit her lip and twiddled her fingers together as she gathered her words. “I suddenly fell in love with this life I’m living that I’m afraid to stop.”